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About St Gallen

Now, I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, fam—but some shit pisses me off. Dudes struttin’ in, actin’ like kings, leavin’ girls hollow-eyed. Makes me wanna yell, “Man, you ain’t no hero!” Then there’s the girls—some laughin’, some cryin’, some just numb. One time, heard a story ‘bout a madam in New Orleans, 1800s, who spiked the whiskey with opium—kept the johns comin’ back, droolin’ like fools. Smart hustle, but damn, that’s cold. Surprised me, tho—thought I’d seen it all.

ESCORT IN Oberwil

The city parks? Hoo, my heart goes wild over Milchbrunnen Park. I’m a sucker for its hidden benches and secluded corners. I remember one day feeling so freakin’ free, like personally communing with nature. Just like that line in "Tabu" – you know, “the secret life of things” – it hit me hard. I got mad at the world sometimes for not seeing the beauty in a park bench or the rustle of leaves.

Federer turns his back on home canton